Текст и перевод песни La Vela Puerca - La Sin Razón

La Sin Razón

¿Dónde se habrá ido su sol?
¿Dónde irá a pisar, esta vez?
¿Sobre qué baldosa llorar
Para poder vomitar lo que le dijo una vez?

¿Por qué ya no puede volar?
Le tiene agarrado los pies
Algún día, lo va a soltar
Y luego se va a estrellar contra lo que debe ser

Será porque no quiere compartirla con el miedo
Será que hoy su dado no quiere tirar de nuevo
Y a reventar hasta que ya no quede ni una parte
Me dijo ayer ya no quiere robarte y menos darte

¿Dónde mierda está la verdad?
Se esconde adentro de su piel
Lo saluda la sin razón
Detrás de su corazón, queda un poquito de miel

Se para a pedir otra más
La burbuja ciega su sed
Y con un toque de piedad
Busca dentro de su edad: ¿cómo salir otra vez?

Será porque no quiere compartirla con el miedo
Será que hoy su dado no quiere tirar de nuevo
Y a reventar hasta que ya no quede ni una parte
Me dijo ayer ya no quiere robarte y menos darte

¿Dónde se habrá ido su sol?
¿Dónde irá a pisar, esta vez?
¿Sobre qué baldosa llorar
Para poder vomitar lo que le dijo una vez?

¿Dónde mierda está la verdad?
Se esconde adentro de su piel
Lo saluda la sin razón
Detrás de su corazón, queda un poquito de miel

Será porque no quiere compartirla con el miedo
Será que hoy su dado no quiere tirar de nuevo
Y a reventar hasta que ya no quede ni una parte
Me dijo ayer ya no quiere robarte y menos darte

La Sin Razón

Where has her sun gone?
Where will she walk this time?
On which tile will she cry
So she can throw up what he once told her?

Why can't she fly anymore?
She's got her feet tied up
One day, he'll let go
And then she'll crash into what she should be

Could it be that she doesn't want to share it with fear?
Could it be that today her dice don't want to roll again?
And to burst until there's nothing left
She told me yesterday she doesn't want to steal from you anymore, much less give you

Where the hell is the truth?
It's hiding inside her skin
La sin razón greets her
There's a little honey left behind her heart

She's gonna stand up and order another
The bubble is blinding her thirst
And with a touch of pity
She looks into her age: how can she get out again?

Could it be that she doesn't want to share it with fear?
Could it be that today her dice don't want to roll again?
And to burst until there's nothing left
She told me yesterday she doesn't want to steal from you anymore, much less give you

Where has her sun gone?
Where will she walk this time?
On which tile will she cry
So she can throw up what he once told her?

Where the hell is the truth?
It's hiding inside her skin
La sin razón greets her
There's a little honey left behind her heart

Could it be that she doesn't want to share it with fear?
Could it be that today her dice don't want to roll again?
And to burst until there's nothing left
She told me yesterday she doesn't want to steal from you anymore, much less give you